It’s the address on your card, right?’ ‘Yes,’ she chuckled softly. ‘I’ll look forward to seeing you then, John.’ At one-fifty-five on Sa...urday afternoon I was looking at her card and the imposing building in front of me. It was an unusual structure for this area. It was a stone and brick building and it looked like it had been around since the late nineteenth century. It didn’t look like an apartment building at all, but more like a mansion that had been converted. There were four doors spaced. " She grinned. "It's fun for me and even more now that I'm about to have a teen-aged daughter who might get to be taller than I am!"I am aware that it may not be the most regulation outfit for a Sunday school teacher but we've shepherded two classes through to graduation and will start a third next year with Frankie and Laura's class. It keeps the teen-aged boys attention to start. As they get to know Pam and me, they learn from watching our husbands that genteel treatment of females is not. There was a chair behind where the door opens, a side chair beside the exam table on one side, and a stool and cabinet on the other side with examination stuff on it.I sat on the chair behind the door. The assistant closed the door and then told my wife to completely take off all of her clothes, put on a gown lay down on the exam table. Then the greatest thing happened: my wife asked the girl if she could go to use the restroom first and the girl said, “OK,” opened the door, and led her down. I like to do things for him. I've even done my brother like that since my first time with Unk. I like taking care of them that way." Pretty extreme, if you ask me," I said getting up, pulling Zena up with me."Don't tell the girls I do that. I don't think they would understand." Why did you tell me?" I asked, a little bewildered."Because, you and I have something between us. I don't know what it is, but we do. Let's give it some time. We'll figure it out. Let's get breakfast."After breakfast I.